Half Brother

By- Dr Nunglekpam Premi Devi
Independent Scholar

Mother all hail! Moms are lovely;
Woman and woman; woman and her bitch;
She knows all how she feels ‘atombi ema’
Wealth and power; money and love;
Cars and drugs; fancy and her language;
Brother and half brother; ema and ematon;
Oh! What a starry house, a family with emotions;
Feelings so different, likes and dislikes;
Adjustment and arguments; love and affairs;
His father and his mother and his others;
Sweetening and sharpening, all with instructions;
‘Your share smaller’ ‘his share is good’
Don’t talk and don’t share’ ‘eat alone and all yours’
Fusion and planning; he isn’t help correctly;
O mother! You aren’t a good teacher so sick;
No regularities taught; no manners shared with;
You show lights upon Grudging and greedy;
All’s well and all’s good bet on his own way.

His name isn’t that important to ‘name’,
His presence isn’t that encouraging holding on;
Seems like he’s busy like a humming bee;
Seems like he’s cool for a day, month and year;
Like a volcano, he boils and breaks through;
Half a brother; half a son and half a member;
All the discussions he knows without delay;
All the issues he knocks at the family door,
Aren’t that necessary to others, just a bet;
He prefers attending ‘attentions’ more of his needs;
He loves exaggerating more shares of his own;
He adores ‘silent’, his moody face a language;
Soft hearten insidious; tougher to his iron feelings;
One hell to believe; happy be a conquer;
All’s well and all’s good bet on his own way.

He’s the mom’s hero; he’s his own man tougher;
Guiding his will misleading, all mess up;
Teaching his life’s lessons all immoral;
No manners are culture; no habits are so deck well;
He calls no good ‘names’; he addresses none;
Fueling up all himself; hatred he understands all;
His women all his strength; his mother his sister;
Like a shining star; he whispers and he demands;
‘Good food, clean clothes, nice room’
‘Paddy fields, homestead, shared money’
‘Attention, First place in the house, more education’;
He cries his words are listening so closely;
He’s delousing with jealously ‘big brother’;
No words being heard arguments by arguments;
His feeling be numb addressing ‘eteima’
 His egos so high neglecting addressing ‘Tamo’
All’s well and all’s good bet on his own way.

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